My Summer Job

Early last summer, I was on my way to becoming a high school senior. This was one of the most exciting transitions of my high school career. My best friend Modolyne and I always told ourselves senior year must be epic, I mean it’s our last year, right? So, this meant we were participating in all school activities - which wasn’t free. My senior year spending was well over a thousand dollars. Together, we decided to apply to a local Chick-fil-A in hopes of getting a job. I felt anxious towards applying, I’ve never been on a register before and I feared being rejected. Days past after applying and I grew sad. The self-fulfilling prophecy of me not landing the job was slowly echoing in my mind day after day. I woke up one gloomy morning, telling myself to forget about

As teenager, many people say their adolescence is one of the most important phases in anyone’s life. As a teenager, you get to experience many great events like going to high school football games, dating your first boyfriend or girlfriend, getting your driver license, and graduating from high school. As I look back, I believe that getting my first job was the most important event in my adolescence. I was very enthusiastic about getting my first job. I enjoyed that fact that I will be able to earn my own money and not having to ask my mother for any earn. Surprising, there was only one obstacle that was holding me back and that was the fact that I was a

At one point, summer school was viewed as something negative, that only “bad” students who had failed a class or fell behind take in order to reach their peers’ levels. However, today summer school is seen as a big advantage that allows students to take courses before they are required to so they can take more rigorous classes sooner and make themselves for appealing for colleges. In the New York Times article, “Taking Summer School to Get Ahead, Not to Catch Up,” published on August 16, 2016, Kyle Spencer effectively incorporates ethos and logos to establish that taking summer classes to get ahead benefits a student’s chances of getting into college.

So when being asked to discuss an event that marked my transition from childhood to adulthood, this is the story I want to give. Before this had happened I didn’t have a job and wasn’t responsible enough to even think about having a job. But when it did happen it showed me that I had to make that transition in less than a week to get ready for the job I had been dreaming about every time I went into that store with my grandmother as a

My mother became depressed, my father became disabled, and my brother was skipping school. I continued going to school from eight until four, which was a big relief in my life because it made me forget the hard times. My grades slowly began to decline, as well as my motivation. I gave up many opportunities such as attending New York’s number one specialized high school. I recognized my mistakes and was able to identify my failure. School was not the only place where I lacked interest in because I also slowly started to push my friends away. As a young teenager, I did not think I would ever make it to college. I became frustrated at my parents because my life was ruined and it was all their fault.

At the beginning of this school year, I began to realize something. I realized that my high school years were coming to an end. This was an eye opener for me. I didn't know what to expect of my last year nor what I wanted to do after high school. I then began looking for a job. So I applied to Chick-fil-a. I waited patiently several weeks for a call, but received no call whatsoever. I patiently waited for a new opportunity to come along. Until finally, I was given an opportunity at an electrical shop. On the first day of work I was introduced to the staff and learned the procedures of what needed to be done. My job now was to maintain the shop clean and to keep all materials organized as well as other tasks that helped me grow with my skills.

The beginning of my freshman year of high school I realized that unless I got a job right after I turned 16 I wouldn’t be able to pay for college so I needed to start making steps in the right direction now. I started working at McDonald’s my sophomore year of high school four months after I turned 16 and continued to work there until I graduated from Polk Collegiate High School. A friend told me about Polk Collegiate High School the beginning of my sophomore year and I knew that it would be the best financial choice that I could make at the moment. I spent the last two years of my

This past summer, I worked as a Swim Instructor at The Preserve with the company, Fit Fins. The job was probably the best job a teenager could ever ask for. I got to teach kids ages sixteen months to twelve years old how to swim, I got to be in the pool every day for hours, I could go in the hot tub on my breaks, and I got super tan. There was really only one downside to this job; it was a summer job. By summer job, I mean it only lasts from June to late August. This could also be a plus side, since I get fall, winter, and spring off; however, this means I'm out of a job for nine months. So now my current job is at Old Navy. I decided to get another seasonal job because I figured I needed to pay for things like my Ramen Noodle addiction or the Christmas season.

As I’m slowly growing up and transitioning into a young adult, I’ve realized that i don’t want to finish high school, just to enroll in school again. I don’t want to be waking up spending my days working minimum wage. I see so many teens who graduate high school and end up working at Burger King and McDonalds, I’m not saying it’s a bad place to work but having our hours valued at eight or nine dollars is not how i want to be living. Majority of people are living paycheck to paycheck trying to make ends meet. I also chose this

I currently work two job five days a week. My first job I work at Dona Chuy’s in Jewett where I work fifteen hours there, and also in Teague at Rancho Nuevo where I work ten hours a week there. Working twenty-five hours a week and being in high while also taking dual credit does not come in easy at all. I am always asked why I work so much, they ask if my parents work me and my response is also I work for myself. Both my parents are married and we all live in the same house with my two older sisters and one older brother. That in total is six people living in one hour, every one of my sibling has a job and works for their own money, not because my parents explode up but, because they have tough us that you have to work hard for what you want in life. My dad works at a local shop where he earns thirteen an hour, overall this pay is not enough to maintain family expenses and send a child to college. This and many other reason is why I chose to attend a Junior college instead of a university. I was to earn a good degree to one day be able to give my parents all the new things they

During my Freshman year, I obtained a job at Jake’s Supper Club just down the river from my house as a dishwasher. I worked there continuously for two years working my way up to buss boy and exposition food prep. This first official job for me taught me reliability, loyalty, how to compete in the workforce and successfully cohere with co-workers of all ages and backgrounds. Seeing my avid interest in woodworking, my youth group leader, Aaron Lee, asked me to be his construction assistant when the school year ended. I jumped on the opportunity and worked across midwestern Wisconsin and Minnesota during the summer of my Junior year and a month the following summer. During the first summer working with his crew, I had an incredible experience learning the tricks of the trade. I worked on three different sheds, a horse barn, and an entire house project from baseboards to truss. Lifelong skills that can forever be applied, were acquired at a teenage level; teaching me critical thinking, planning skills, strife for perfection and tests of endurance to push through the 13 hour truss days. I learned what it takes to be a residential contractor which is a possible occupation I could

When I was a kid, I couldn’t wait until I was old enough to get a job. Sure, it would be a good way to make friends and learn how to prepare myself for the real world, but for me, it was mostly about making my own money. Having to ask my parents for cash every time I needed some annoyed me, mostly because they’d always say no. Every time they did, I would always whine and complain about how different things would be when I had money of my own, how I would never ask them for anything, and so on. This wasn’t entirely true, but at the time it seemed like a smart thing to say. I must’ve applied to dozens of jobs, and when I finally got the email telling

Throughout my life getting a job was always one of my goals and not only was it something I was interested in, but also because I needed money. I spend a lot of money going out. When I first started my junior year of high school some of my friends were able to get jobs so I was even more motivated to get one myself. So one year ago I applied for a job at Genki Sushi. I went to the interview and they told me I was too young to apply because they serve alcohol at their restaurants. After that I was pretty sad that I didn’t get the job and had to go back to square one and look for another one. It took me months to find a job that I wanted, and a lot of applications. I finally found a job after a long search and it felt right applying for this job.

My family says that I should finish my studies first before working. They said it would be a struggle to pay for my car insurance, so I decided to look for a job. But that’s not the only reason why I wanted to work. I also wanted to work because I wanted to gain work experience so that it wouldn’t be hard for me when I get a job in the future. During my summer vacation, I applied to Target and had an interview. Unfortunately, I was unable to get the offer. I also applied to Century Theaters but they didn’t have a spot with my availability time. Finally, I

I am a simple student. One who is not very popular or hails from a very prominent well-to-do family. It was the holidays, and all I wanted was to make some money. Money to enable me pay-off a debt I owed a friend. Apparently he wanted me to pay him back after the laptop I had borrowed from him was stolen in my possession. Money to give me the deep satisfaction of helping my family cope with the daily life expenses. Money that would enable me to purchase trendy clothes so that I could have a satisfying feeling of fitting-in among the youth in my school. They were my dreams and plans. A fragment of hope clouded me when I secured employment over the school holidays-for I had a chance to make the money I so much yearned.